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Mr.B is a thirty-something actor/improviser living in Chicago, IL.
He performs at several local theaters and this is, for him, a very happy life.
After a few drinks, though, he will tell you that he secretly wishes that he were paid to be a writer.
Until that actually happens, the words are freely given here, on his blog.
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7 comments:
Are you really going to have all of those folks? You're going to need a bigger table!
That reminds me of "Jaws".
"We're going to need a bigger boat."
We're actually switching things up a little bit and doing an "open mic" format for the show. Instead of the table and the game and the poker, there will be a single microphone onstage, eacn storyteller gets a spectacular introduction and then gets 3 - 5 minutes to tell any story that they want to tell. Each player gets an individual showcase. It's something a little different to cap off the end of this year's run.
You should come, it should be a fun evening.
Cheers,
Mr.B
Is this truly the end of an era?
'Cause I can't make it. Boo.
Also, nice bit o' cheesecake there, B. I only threw up in my mouth a little.
Oh yes, it's the LAST Sickest F***ing Stories I Ever Heard in Nov. That will be the theme for every November performance, going forward. We're going to kill it, each and every November, each and every year.
Does that answer your question?
Oh, you should see the plans that we have in place for the January 2009 performance of "The Sickest F***ing Stories I Ever Heard." I'm actually prepping a press release for that bad boy!
Cheers,
COB
You are a broken man, Mr. B.
Oh, I'm not above lying to total strangers to get asses in seats for one of my shows.
Not.
One.
Bit.
Cheers,
Mr.B
I was thinking of Jaws also :)
Also, I took an oath never to see Happy perform again, so I will not be joining you. But I hope you've got a packed house for the "last show" and that you won't even miss me.
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